Bulls on Parade Rage Against The Machine

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This microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Ya either drop tha hits like de la o or get tha
Fuck off tha commode

Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha
Bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt

Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of
Tha power dons, that five sided fist-a-gon

Tha rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse

They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes,
Not need, just feed tha war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind Cemetary

What we don't know keeps the contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em

While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round the family, pocket full of shells
Rally around the family with a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade


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